chronicles of Night Trials of fire and water

chronicle 3: Testing

Rome...the year 1955....10 years...just afew days before february 15th thursday

I wake up in the morning, at about 7:30 am and I realize shit I'm already late. I changed into the clothes I had the day before. a pair of jeans and a Nene "99 luftballons" german band shirt. fitting I think, I'm a bit of punk and always have been. I'm in a dorm room with Damian Abel. He's about my age, Dark brown hair Hazel eyes, ruffled, and he wears a blue headband.

"Caleb, are you ready yet?"

He's a lot like myself, I like his ideal personality, but he can be a bit hot-headed, not that I'm one to speak. By the time he starts tapping his foot, I'm running out the door, halfway dressed, shoes untied, etc. Damian looked at me like I was a total nutjob, but I skirted by his "words of wisdom"

I made it outside and we both started to run, Judas's words still in my head.

"For me to fully give you the full points to help you excel, you need to show me your current level first, like I said you are reborn your name, age, abilities, and level of understanding is reset to zero once you shook my hand, now you start from scratch and we see where you are, so we need to put you through a series of trials and errors

I look around and realize that the choice of "fashion" was not fitting or perfectly fitting if I'm looking like an outcast. I walk forward, trying to not get bothered by everyone thinking I'm a sinner of most of the seven deadly sins.

It doesn't take long for me to get outside to the Gardens of the Vatican City with Damian. It's a huge area. I remember being introduced to this place, and people still looked at me funny, of course, I was covered in blood, bruises, and chains then. Now, I'm a student walking in this area. It's kind of funny. I'm only as lucky to be alive, but not lucky enough to have my true goal; a home with my siblings. I look at my watch, and it's moving faster than expected. Finally, I got out of the damn asphalt steps and we hit the green grass, and after doing some impossible jumps and parkour running. We got the meeting place; a large grassy meadow area with three palm trees, and a white circle around a tower structure with a major statue of Saint Peter in contrapposto style or counterpose holding up his right arm. I spy fifteen younger and slightly older kids all spread about, and realize, with a real strike to my gut of bad luck, that this is my class.

 Now pitifully crouching behind a bush, and listening as the others sit and talk, and play and enjoy the day as the teacher, Mr. Mathias begins to teach and "preach", starting with reminding all students that it was under Saint Peter that everyone would meet. I went to get up and move and perhaps try again another day when...yeah.

"Ah Abel Caleb come to me boys" and we freeze. The teacher wanted to use us to start the class with no problem I guess and yet as I stepped up in front of the fifteen other students, I could tell it was a major problem; I could sense their thoughts.

"Everyone our new student, this is Damian and Ciar-"

"Caleb sir, my name is Caleb." I said trying to hide my true name and nature" "I'm new to this establishment, I look forward to learning from you.."

Suddenly an arm rose, it was a girl, maybe 17, cute, looked like a French blonde, and she spoke in an obvious accent native. "Apologies but I will give you about the end of the month. I don't think you can handle one week of our classes let alone a lifetime. How this ruddy Metal punk ended up in the beautiful Vatican City, let alone in our class is beyond me. I think you a major mistake being here and a half if not full major embarrassment"

I could feel my temperature start to rise because of Alexis's verbal whips, supposedly being in the family of wealth that dirties one soul. It wasn't because of the outside, because where we were located was cool, and even had a breeze, which meant...I was blushing, from what now? I had already gone through some rough few days and now I'm dealing with this chick? girl or boy I was raised to handle myself right by my sisters with dignity and this girl was playing with fire. From my knowledge,  my family were hunters; they didnt backed down unless on their terms. I looked at her with danger in my eyes, and it was at that moment I saw Damien jump to stop the fire, but I sent visual daggers at him, from across the grass, and he knew I had this. A simple response was perfect, and enough for this. I raised my eyebrow and shrugged, walking past to go sit next to Damien, I passed by Alexis,  andI bit my thumb at her. It was a gesture that caught everyone off guard without a word and I scanned everyone's emotions. it was a response I learned from Kaliya, my little adopted sis ironic that I was taking notes from my adopted baby sister, a gesture that basically meant "Fuck you and your family" and I immediately gave her a cold shoulder after and went to go join Damien on the grass.